respect the ball

the ball is round, it has many faces. no matter what you can do with it, you must respect it first for it to respect you. respect the ball for it will hit you the hardest when you underestimate it, and it will not forgive you for your error in judgement. the ball will not wait for you. the ball will not chase after you, you will chase after the ball. when the ball is alive, you keep it alive. you earn the respect of the ball when you treasure every ball that you get, and work even harder to get back the ball that you lost. once you earn the respect of the ball, there is an infinite array of skills that you can unleash on your opponent using the ball, or feigning the use of the ball. let the opponent know what it means to earn the respect of the ball. let the ball be your saviour. let the ball be your ticket to your destiny. let the ball be your weapon of mass destrucion. let the ball b all. 17

the ball lives on

the team's been a struggle and its still a mammoth hill to climb. down those shakes and build up those fast-twitch muscles. caress the ball like i've never caressed it before. let it float and sail and stick like a magnet to every of my steps. let my lungs run like engine tanks. let speed demons be my assets. let the lion aura evolve through my every move. no matter how disillusioned we sometimes feel, there's still a long way ahead and it's good to start by focussing on one thing at a time. the ball never dies. 17

theresa and fairuz.... we almost called our og FaiTher... like fighter :)

Tzerruph lets fly!!!!

tzerruph! we like it... tzerruph! we want some more...

~taupok

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selamat hari raya aidiladha~!

Today is Hari Raya Haji or Hari Raya Aidiladha. Somehow it has lost some of its significance to Muslim Singaporeans, especially youths, who would only see it as just another holiday. It is like a welcome rest, a short one-day off from the hectic pace of school. But that was not the case a few years ago, when any hari raya, not just hari raya aidilfitri, was celebrated with so much anticipation in the days leading up to it, and with a lot of vigour and excitement. Not anymore these days, have people got tired of celebrating? Is it because for kids, we do not get any green packets like we do during Hari Raya Puasa? Is it because we do not visit as many houses as we do during Hari Raya Puasa? So we do not meet as many relatives and friends as we do during Hari Raya Puasa? What is the reason? I suppose it is inevitable, a result of circumstances. It has got to do with how little time we seem to have nowadays for our family, even though we are merely students who have no other responsibilities, except to get as good an education as we can possibly achieve. It has got to do with us spending more time with friends than our own flesh and blood. It has got to do with us spending more time with the computer than our own flesh and blood. I am typing this because I am feeling like this right now. I do not feel the spirit of celebration. I do not feel the solemnity of the occasion. I do not feel excited by the whole festivity. Why have I become like this? It is completely different when you are in Mecca. It is entirely a different experience when you are performing the Haj. It is truly intoxicating if you are amongst the hundred thousands or so Pilgrims that are now enduring the severity of ordeals beyond comparison on this earth. It is different when you are that much closer to God. My parents have done it once, when I was in Sec 1. There is a unique romance with Mecca, the kind of peacefulness and serenity somewhat engulf you, and your conscience becomes so clear you just love being there. You become even more grateful to your parents for giving birth to you, for bringing you up the way you did, and for always loving you. You love God even more, just for being able to witness the greatness of his creation, that is, life itself. How can you not love it when all these experience surge through your emotions? I personally would like to experience this, sooner rather than later. It is like a getaway, from all the troubles of this planet. You can never understand it, til you experience it yourself. in aceh, at ground zero, the worst hit area during the tsunami disaster, the only recognisable building left standing was the mosque. and so was the case after a ferocious earthquake hit turkey in the late 1990s. so what are you waiting for? choose your religion now.

My Birthday Celebration

Amacam? See the good the bad and the ugly photos here when the pimps in da house ma'....

aight

AIGHT!!! Its been very irregular blogging for me these days. Not much of a choice when most of the time I dun even have time to finish up my tutorials. That isnt a good sign of course, it shows how lousy my time management skills are. November may sound so far away, but its not, so of course no matter how much i say i'm not worried, i am worried actually. School is good so far. The facilities are excellent actually, except for a few things. 1. NO PRAYER ROOM / MALAY ROOM ?!?! What kind of school is that man? So where do we pray? Under staircases, in dusty corners, etc. Give us a damn room, no matter how small!!! 2. Field can't be used til dunno which month. Please man, that forces us to have trainings at Bishan Park, where the pitch is no different from a sandfly breeding ground. If only we can get to play on the lush greens of Bishan Stadium..... 3. Canteen food still sucks. The vendors are lazy, they close at like 2pm. People have training in school, and training won't start til at least 4pm. By that time, if we are hungry, then we'll just have to starve. What a load of shit. Open your stalls a bit longer and you get extra income and no student will starve. Haiiiii Lecture is good too, because i can understand the things they say and don't need to think too hard yet. But haven't lay my hands at the tutorials yet man, its gonna take a while. The new CT is definitely much better than our dearest HPF. Yup, she's more fun and maybe she's better at teaching GP too. Who knows? Just pray for the best man! A whole new team of reps from my class. The 2 amazing choices are Chang Wen as chem rep and Yan Min as GP Rep. Hahahaha yay they are responsible bcoz we have been getting our notes! The Malay population in RJ J1 Batch is quite large. 29 People or so. But come to think of it, their percentage is smaller than my batch, bcoz their batch happen to be dragon babies. Aight. So far we had quite a fun outing last Saturday at Kopi's house, simple barbecue followed by charades then watching the Singapore-Indonesia match live on TV. Shiok la, thought that most of them enjoyed themselves. We would prob plan for more of such gatherings. Yay keep it tight Mats/Minahs! Woohoohoo I'm 18 and i'm free to club/purchase cigarettes/M18 movies?etc... Yeah right, as if i'm gonna do those things.... :)

woohoohoo

today, a girl from ahsayuni kissed me. shiok!

*rrup[h]!!

what has orientation done to me in 1 week: -skipped dinners like nobody's business -talking to people without actually being able to connect what i say to what is in my mind -hallucinate while walking -falling asleep while reading my mails -GOING ONLINE TO PRINT AND SORT DETAILS OUT AT PAST MIDNITE EVERYNITE -high high high handphone usage -lost my voice each day after regaining it the just the morning when i wake up -skipped training as though i have no nationals to play for -skipped classes as though i have no A levels to do at year's end -walked kilometres in one day just moving from council room to hall and back and forth and back and ... -danced a lot and willing to dance even more -spent all my hari raya money on anything that required money in orientation -climbed so many steps of stairs in school as though i'm a mountain climber -get phonecalls from my mum at 9plus pm and being given the "so-are-you-sleeping-in-school-is-it?" sarcastic remarks -having a friend who fainted one day coz she was simply sick and over-exhausted and over-worked for orientation :( -using the home just like a hotel, to shower and sleep and get changed -using my dad like a chauffeur to send me to school so early when he could have had more sleep -drooping eyebags -and best of all, i have no regrets whatsoever...